You're awesome Mum.
Trip Start Sep 16, 2011
290Trip End Nov 20, 2011
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We remember Woody has swimming (well, he reminded us) and we got there is time. Winners already and it is not 9.30am.
And then suddenly I am in pain. The kind of pain where you think you might be sick. I can barely move my head and my right arm. I cannot remember what I was doing at the time of extreme pain, but I have obviously just moved too quickly in the wrong direction and pinched something important in my neck. I am not feeling the love just now. Perhaps this is what happens when you turn 36?
We watched Woody swim and sipped coffee (I have tried not to let my injury get in the way of my caffeine consumption). Woody was a legend. He swam brilliantly and even had a couple of goes of diving/ jumping off the blocks. Proud parents would be an understatement
When we get home I lie on the bed as still as possible and half heartedly play fireman sam with Woody. I then looked for a diary for next year. I cannot stress how important it is to get the right diary. It can be the difference between a mediocre year and a great year. Anyone looking to secure themselves a great year next year, can I recommend the Moleskin diaries. They have never failed me and have played an integral role in some pretty fab years.
Next I moved into the lounge room and lie still there. I doze off and I am awoken by Elwood sitting on my back, asking me to open some cheese (by holding it in my face) and I am somehow lying on a half eaten apple. This was not the restful, pain relieving sleep I had envisaged.
I lay still for a bit longer and then we head out to Surfers Paradise to see Santa.
We get there, and Woody is asleep. We try and wake him but it is not possible. We browse around the shops and drink coffee and finally wake Woody so he can see Santa. Santa is in a boat being pulled by 6 white boomers (big white kangaroos) with zinc on their noses. Woody is intrigued / confused and does not want to get too close
We stick around and watch a show which is a swagman reading ‘It was the night before an Aussie Christmas’. Elwood was so confused and Noah and I were in stitches. There were songs about Santa wearing shorts, going for a ride in an old holden ute, and eating pavlova. The swagman was brilliant and danced a little too enthusiastically so ended up getting a cork from his hat in his eye. He tried to get everyone involved by shouting things like, ‘Come on Mums and Dads – get stuck in.’ Hilarious.
We got Woody a meal from a nice place Woody calls ‘Old McDonalds Farm’ (some other people know it just as McDonalds). We go to the supermarket and get the food for Christmas lunch. I ignore Noah’s suggestion of Salad sandwiches for Christmas lunch and we just buy bucket loads of antipasto stuff and that Christmas classic, Nachos, and that is us sorted. We go to the pharmacy in an effort to mend my back and repair Woody – as he seems like he is still a bit poorly. Noah breaks a thong so is walking around barefoot. I knew he would fit right in in oz.
And the day ends pretty much how it began, with Elwood saying something that just made us smile like crazy. We were pretending we were on a train and Elwood said, ‘That’s the most fun I have had in years.’ Very good.
Good night. x